So mom turned the golden key,openned the lid and was dissapointed to see,not ajewels and shiny gold coins,but a assortment of electronics ,
lenses and test tubes and stuff such as might have been found in a late 1960s
kids science fair kit.
Quaint and curious,but not the kind of stuff you'd take to the bank or your
psychic medium with.
Nestled in this Edmund Scientific type junk was a faded magazine
called "Young Scientists of America" and the magazine gleefully
proclaimed that inside were the plans on how to make a computer made of
paperclips and reused tin cans that would teach you how
your computer would give you an idea how real computers such as found
in Cape Canaveral worked.
Mom was scowling even more as she looked at a crystal AM radio reciever
such as her grandad might have gotten as a Christmas present decades ago
under the tree.
Finally she found the faded black and white photo of a geeky kid in a proper suit and big eyeglasses standing beside astronaut John Glenn.
John Glenn had signed the photo
"To my friend Merlin Peabody....John Glenn"
So I watched as my mother looked around for a good ground for that crystal radio and could see her twirl the tuning dial as she went looking for AM stations.Out of the recievers crystl earphone I could
hear the broken words
"your ...son ...Jake...Cross My Heart bra...for a firmer bust..for the ...
overly endowed...sex is not a sin"
Mom seemed to freeze,as did the rest of the world around me.
Now as a guy,I'd sometimes looked at the pictures ofwomen in their bras and panties in the Sears catalogs mom had hidden from me at home.